Counterattack Xiaoxian

Fat Dada didn't seem to hear the Dog Saint's speech. He knew something was fishy. He couldn't ask more questions at this time, so he could only throw the Wild Boar King over his shoulder and yelled: "Let's go."

This wild boar king weighs several thousand kilograms, but Ji Ling's physical training has been extraordinary, and it has the strength of ten thousand kilograms, so it is no problem to carry it.

He opened the way in front, pulling out his legs like lightning. All the boars he passed were bounced away, and he successfully broke out of the encirclement. Fat Dada followed closely behind, angry and anxious. I don't know why Ji Lingchu changed his mind temporarily.

The two of them were speeding towards the road at full speed. At this time, the wild boar also reacted and came up to chase them.

Ji Lingchu became familiar with the route, dodged left and right, and circled around the group of thugs until they were confused. If he couldn't avoid it, he punched them into confusion, not wanting to kill them because of his own selfish desires.

The wild boars seemed to be incapable of understanding this kindness. They drove the two of them into the forest on the edge of the basin with howls and howls, and then returned one by one with grunts like a victorious army, completely forgetting the leader's cry. They caught him.

They fled to the forest, one of them leaned against a big tree to catch his breath. They saw each other's clothes were messy and their hair was dirty, and they couldn't help laughing together.

The two men stepped forward to look at the wild boar king thrown on the ground. They saw that its whole body was tightly wrapped in red mud, like a huge meatball. There was no sound inside, but every once in a while, the mud ball would bounce. From this, it could be seen that it was Still alive.

"Tsk, tsk!" Ji Lingchu admired it for a while and said sincerely: "Your move is amazing, it's like a magic trick."

Fat Dada said: "This is the 'gathering of sand to form a tower' technique. As you are old, you can only do this once, but it can only trap it for a hundred breaths. If you are not sure how to deal with it, it is better to kill it."

Ji Lingchu didn't know how to deal with it. At this moment, his chest felt hot, and he knew that the Dog Saint was about to take action, so he said, "Please stay away for a while, and I'll talk some sense into it."

Fat Dada laughed loudly, knowing that some secret techniques were not suitable for watching, so he wisely walked away.

Before the hundred breaths came, the mud balls began to peel off layer by layer, and finally a hole opened, and the Boar King staggered out of it.

It seemed that before it could adapt, the dog saint that emerged from its chest opened its bloody mouth and bit half of its head. The muscles all over its body shook like waves, and it peed all over the floor. After that, both of them stopped motionless, as if Silent communication is taking place.

After a long time, the Mountain Boar King was spat out and lay paralyzed on the ground without daring to raise his head. The Dog Saint opened his mouth and sucked out a cloud of black smoke from its body. After swallowing it in one gulp, he said: "This guy is weird, you will I carry it with me and I want to study it.”

The Dog Saint returned to the body, and it took a long time for the Mountain Boar King to dare to get up from the ground. He followed Ji Lingchu cautiously, not daring to leave even a little bit, with a look in his eyes full of fawning.

How evil! I don’t know what means he used to make this guy become so well-behaved. It seems that he will have to be careful about this bad dog in the future.

Just as he was thinking about it, Fat Dada came back. Seeing this, he couldn't help but be amazed.

The two brought the Mountain Boar King to the town and swaggered through the city, causing quite a stir.

Back at the restaurant, Fat Dada kept his promise and took out the iron meteorite he was talking about, wrapped it in linen and solemnly held it in front of Ji Lingchu.

Ji Lingchu opened it and took a look, and immediately felt his temples beating wildly. He couldn't believe it. This was no meteorite, it was clearly a cannonball!

To be precise, it was an artillery shell shell. Although this thing was stained with rust and had changed beyond recognition, as a half-military fan, how could he not recognize it?

However, he was still not sure. After all, he was not an expert in this field. He was wondering if he should ask the Dog Saint to come out and palm his eyes? I was also afraid of being ridiculed, and it felt like two cats were fighting in my heart.

When Fat Dada saw this, he thought he thought it was too little, so he smiled and said: "Don't worry, I dug this by accident in the mountain. It's more than enough to make a knife. You can tell the blacksmith that the rest will be paid for the work, and let him make it carefully." , don’t be fooled.”

"You're such a profiteer!" Ji Lingchu cursed secretly, thinking that it wouldn't be unusual for you to find Taishang Laojun's diamond drill, but digging up a cannonball would be too much.

He believed that with the level of civilization of shamans, they would never be able to create cannonballs, including the talisman, and if there were cannonballs, there must be cannons. That was ridiculous!

Could it be that there have been earthlings in this world before? Or is it that there were people from Earth originally here...?

He racked his brains but couldn't figure out the origin of the cannonball, and it was impossible to argue with Fat Dada. Seeing that it was already getting late, he had no choice but to tie the "Meteorite" tightly with linen on his shoulders and go to find a blacksmith. The Mountain Boar King followed closely, fearing that he would lose it.

The blacksmith shops in the town were all concentrated in the Burning Wood Lane in the back mountain. He asked for the path, walked quickly in that direction, walked along the market to the end, and after crossing two bridges, a row of black wooden houses with rising smoke was already in sight. , you can smell the pungent smell of smoke from a distance.

Burning Wood Lane is built along the foot of the mountain. Each house has a courtyard built with rough logs. If you look closer, you will find that the logs have been burned by fire, and the surface has become charred and carbonized.

I don’t know if it’s the wrong time. There are few pedestrians in the alley at this moment, and all the shops have their doors closed. However, standing at the entrance of the alley and listening, I can still vaguely hear the sound of “ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang.

Ji Lingchu searched from shop to shop in search of the sound, and found a shop with a half-open door. It was deserted. Not only were there no customers, not even the shopkeeper was there. Various farm tools such as axes, hammers, sickles, and hooks were hung on the walls. There is not a single weapon.

He was afraid that the wild boar king would hurt someone, so he let him squat in a secret place and was not allowed to move, while he went into the shop to visit.

Not long after, a strong man walked in from the door, carrying a black rock half a man's height on his shoulders.

Ah! He had seen this man before, and Ji Lingchu recognized him from his furry palms as the man who had knocked over a bear in the market.

When the strong man saw someone coming into the store, his eyes were as big as an ox's and he said in a low voice: "What's the matter with you?"

It seemed that he was the shop owner. Ji Lingchu forced out a gentle smile and said, "I want to make a knife."

"No."

"Why not, I can provide the materials myself?"

"no!"

"you.....?"

"no!"

"Aren't you drunk? If you can't drink enough, drink less." Ji Lingchu was so angry. It was the first time he met such a person. Why couldn't he do it? I don’t know why. He must be sick!

The strong man raised his neck: "Are you a drinker?"

"Haha, I must be better than you!"

When the strong man heard this, he grinned and asked anxiously: "Are you really good at drinking?"

He was talking in a hurry, so of course he refused to show weakness, so he nodded and said: "What, I can drink it."

"Then come with me," the strong man stretched out his hand to lift him up: "Do me a favor, I'll give you something handy."

Ji Lingchu struggled a little, but failed to break free. The strong man stepped on the ground with a "dong-dong" sound and strode into a patio. Before he reached it, he laughed "haha" twice, causing the wall to rustle with dirt.